Storm Damage Read Online C.P. Smith

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Total pages in book: 109
Estimated words: 101501 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 508(@200wpm)___ 406(@250wpm)___ 338(@300wpm)
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In one fluid motion my hoodie was stripped from my body in a jerk of limbs, then heat seared through me as he captured a nipple through my bra and teased it mercilessly. My back arched at the sensation and I whimpered without embarrassment when he pulled my bra aside and sucked my nipple into his mouth.

With one deep pull, the ache in my core intensified to the point of pain. I’d masturbated plenty over the years, but my body was never truly satisfied. The anticipation of finally being full as I exploded in orgasm would be the death of me.

“Please,” I gasped when he found my other nipple. “I can’t wait.” Tears stung my eyes. The need growing higher with each flick of his tongue.

Like he’d been trained in the art of seduction, my boots and jeans left my body so smoothly, I almost laughed. I cried out instead when he stripped my panties away and spread my legs wide, burying his face between my thighs. The moment his lips closed around my clit, the deep throbbing in my core spiraled out of control and I ignited with a devastating orgasm.

“More,” was all I could say. I needed so much more from this man. His body pinning me to the bed, his cock driving inside me. The word love also tumbled through my headspace.

Logan nipped the inside of my leg and his body left mine long enough to strip his jeans off. He was back before my head cleared, his hard body covering mine like the warmest of blankets.

He captured my mouth and tangled his tongue with mine. I could taste myself on his lips, which only ignited me further, so I wrapped my legs around his waist and ground myself on his cock.

“Now, Logan,” I pleaded.

He seemed to pause at my insistence, then gathered my hair in his hand and tugged my head back, leaning his forehead against mine. Logan kept his eyes open as he began to fill me. His focus solely on my face until his eyes slammed shut and he gritted his teeth as if it hurt him to be inside me. “Christ. Are you . . .?” His question was almost strangled.

I could barely answer. The tension was too great, the fullness bittersweet. “I’ve been waiting for you.”

His body tensed tightly, then he wrapped me tighter in his hold, and devoured my mouth. I tried to move, to impale myself on him but he wouldn’t budge. I’d started to worry he would stop when he broke from my mouth and ordered, “Look at me.” The heat in his expression had turned to something more profound. A possessiveness overtook his features. “You give a man like me something he’s never had, something that solely belongs to him, and he won’t let go. Not ever.”

A tear ran down my cheek at his admission. There was a loneliness about him, along with the pain hidden behind his eyes, and I somehow knew he’d been alone a long time. I wanted more than anything to give him that. To give him a reason to get up each day and face his demons head on. “Then don’t let go.”

His expression flared to life and he took my mouth possessively. Dominantly. He eased into me farther with gentle strokes, stretching me bit by bit, then surged forward to claim me as his when I was ready. He swallowed my gasp when he broke through my innocence then held still until I adjusted around him. I panted until the pain subsided, then began to move against him as a different fire began to build again.

Logan was gentle at first, but the passion burning through my veins demanded he let go and take me like I was the only woman for him. And he did—until he’d built us both to a point—we exploded together in blinding light.

Ten

I Prayed For You

LOGAN STARED AT a sleeping Skylar. A knot formed in his chest as he watched her breathing rise and fall. He’d been searching for a way to ease the memories that haunted him, and it seemed raw possessiveness over a half-pint of a woman, who gave herself to him in a way no one ever had before, was the cure.

Raising his hand to trace the outline of her cheek, he watched intently as her eyes fluttered open. The light green color reminded him of jade. It was crisp and pure, like the woman herself.

Skylar woke slowly, confusion clouding her features, then pink rose up her neck and colored her cheeks before she smiled hesitantly at him. Her reaction just fueled his fire. She was unlike any woman he’d ever known. Confident yet vulnerable. Aggressive when needed but unsure at the same time. And braver than any soldier he’d ever met.

“We need to get up. The bar opens in an hour.”


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